The Staffy Epidemic

A 'surplus' StaffieThe biggest problem faced in rescue at present, is what has come to be known as The Staffie Epidemic.

It is currently estimated that out of the 9000 dogs destroyed last year at the dog compound, over a third were Staffordshire Bull Terriers or Staffie Crosses!

a Staffie in the poundDue to popular demand, the Staffordshire Bull Terrier has been over bred by people simply looking to make ‘a cheap buck’. Unscrupulous backstreet breeders, often with little understanding of the breed, have bred the Stafford and sold the cute puppies, to unsuitable homes, with little concern for the dog’s future!  Staffies have become a fashion accessory of the youth. They are popular because of their tremendous characters. Sadly many of these young homes are instable and uncertain. Many youths have found themselves unable to meet the demands and responsibilities of this energetic dog and sadly a high number of Staffies become social discards before their 1st birthday. The pounds are full of them, rescues are brimming with them, some rescues are so full of them they are forced to leave them behind in the pounds! Sadly very few Staffies are given the chance to see their 2nd birthday!!!

another poor StaffieThe result of years of over breeding has left the rescue world with literally an epidemic of unwanted Staffies.  Staffies have mainly been exploited for puppy cash and sold as status symbols offering a macho image. This has in turn given the Staffie a ‘bad reputation’ as being an untrustworthy dog, making them a difficult breed for rescues to rehome. Nothing could be further from the truth! The Stafford is an energetic, fun, people and dog loving, sociable breed.

We invite anyone who is cautious of the Stafford to make an appointment and come and meet some of our Staffies. We are sure our Ruby and Co. can change your perception!

Video of Ruby

Please do not rule out a Stafford when looking for a rescue dog. These dogs desperately need our help.

We are uniting with many rescue’s to combat this problem. Please download the following poster and display it in your local vets and pet shops. Please help educate people in the plight of our Staffies.

Poster Download


We are there for these friends in need who will hopefully make you a friend in deed!!!


Just a staffy cross???

Cross posted from another site....

Today is just another day - to me they're all the same
I have the worst of genes you see, I bear the "Staffy" shame.
The shame is in our numbers, there's thousands with no home.
Thousands just like me you'll find, in kennels all alone.
My mum was "just a Staffy", my father - well who knows?
Mum, too, became unwanted, as the last puppy goes.
And then begins the process, of money-making deals
A life of "moving on" unfolds, who cares how the Staffy feels?
If you have the cash to hand, the Staffy pup is yours
But that pup is getting bigger now, just look at those big paws.
You bought me for your image, thought I'd make you look more tough
But you'll find my boisterous nature has already got too much.
If you had thought to train me, with kindness and with praise
You would have had a faithful friend to share your darkest days.
I would lay down my life for you, but you simply cannot see
You make sure you get your money back on what you paid for me.
And on it goes, until one day, I'm no longer worth a dime
The retail on an adult staff - not worth the waste of time.
So what happens to a Staffy now? Do you really want to know?
Do you care what will become of us, when we leave our final home?
Have you ever thought to wonder, "Where is that Staffy now?"
The "Staffy" has another name; he's become a "stray" somehow.
Me, I was put into a car and driven far away
The door held open, I jumped out, I thought to run and play.
It was with joy and happy heart I turned to look for you
You drove away with all my trust and a piece of my heart too.
I wondered round for many days before I was brought here.
Now I wait with heavy heart, trepidation and with fear.
Seven days is all I have you see, seven days for you to claim
The little dog that you threw out, for which you have no shame.
This is my last goodbye now my seven days are up
If only more thought had gone into the future of that pup
As the needle empties to my veins I lay down with one last sigh
I'm sorry I was born a Staffy, because it means that I must die.

Death Row
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